Nature's Place

Macro Walkabout …

Posted in Life, Love, Macro Photography, Meditation, Nature, Photography, Spirituality, Truth? by Mark on 30/12/2015

Of course macro is fun and interesting and I get to meet people I otherwise wouldn’t but it’s not the most important thing I’m doing right now. Something else comes first.


The first two pictures are from the garden before Andrew arrived and the rest are from the surrounds of the local water treatment plant, bordering remnant rainforest and extensive mangrove swamp. On the edge of the wilds you could say.

There were more creatures to be found in a couple hours than I had thought possible given the wild weather we have been getting lately, so wet and windy. But that’s nature, you never know what amazing little form of life is coming up next.

These are all native insects that have a function in the essential nature on our doorstep. The nature can’t do without them and we can’t do without it, we are it.

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Native bee foraging in the flower and keeping out of the wind for a while.

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Patterned Flower Beetle looking for somewhere safe. I helped her to a flower where she loved some nectar.

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Botany Bay Weevil sitting out the storm and unconcerned by the flash.

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Little Red Beetle and Plant Hopper passing.

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Passed … There’s fire in those eyes.

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Assassin Bug, a juvenile I believe. Hunters all …

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Bug on a Seedpod.

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An older version perhaps, on an older Seedpod.

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Jewel Bug against the sky. Lively little things.

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Sandpaper Fig Beetle found only on the Sandpaper Fig tree.

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Tiny Black Jumping Spider. Excitable little fellow, he’s a male.

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Golden Spiny Ant, a Queen I believe. You can see where her wings have recently dropped from.

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Colourful Leaf Beetle taking its time …

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And Then There Were …

Posted in Life, Love, Macro Photography, Meditation, Nature, Photography, Spirituality, Truth? by Mark on 27/12/2015

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The Botany Bay Weevil didn’t notice Xmas coming and going. It was all just time passing, the sun rose and set and in between they did what they do.

Feeding, flying, f…… and posing for photos when the cameraman comes along. Can’t keep a good weevil down. But no, no personality involved at all, of the Weevils.

To capture two together is a rare event, signifying … only that they do …

That’s the fact.

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The Three Hombres …

The Three Hombres … A post here wouldn’t be complete without pictures.

Some of the latest visitors to the garden, a trio of beetles on the pink Crucifix Orchid. They aren’t found anywhere else in the garden, that I can reach.

It just shows, there is a place and time for everything. In the garden, or the field, there are tides of things, living and dead, the coming and the going of the forms of life.

Within the tides there are eddies and currents, splashes and sprays. It’s a wonderful thing, not knowing what’s coming on the next wave.

Out of the mystery she flows …

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Gypsy Spider …

She’s back … At the beginning of September this year I went out into the garden to have a look around, it was near enough 1.00am. There hadn’t been much to shoot and it occurred to me to take the camera with me, not unusual that.

And there she was, the first place I looked, sitting in meditative pose atop a small daisy bud. A tiny ghost spider, bright against the dark of the night.

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Since then she has come and gone across the garden, from daisy to butterfly bush to sunflower, chia, coneflower and round again. Through torrential rain, baking sun and howling winds …

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Every time I see her she has grown, and every now and then I come across pockets of young crab spiders, some hers I suspect. Some numbers dead in a tray under one of the bee hotels.

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Currently she is resident on the yellow butterfly bush, one leg missing and bolder than ever – age and experience showing. She lets me get very close now without much sign of alarm or resistance.

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I trust she lives a while longer, fulfilling her purpose of nature’s intelligent instinctive desire, albeit unconsciously, and we will meet again in the garden.

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All the good is in the garden, or the garden is all the good, an other time and place … inside.

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What A Feast …

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… the garden is. In more ways than one, I know.

To the senses a delight, of colour and form, scent and texture. Then just a little closer and …

… nature knows no pity, no sentimentality, just survival and reproduction. Only the fittest, the fastest, the craftiest endure.

And the wild formless intelligence behind it cannot be denied, while no thing, no body, lasts longer than its time.

I had a dream … that turned out to be a nightmare.

Now I don’t dream any more.

And the dream goes on.

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